Ah well hello there...I'm back...with the shortest story ever...ah well it's something I wrote after the episode where Grimmjow "dies" aka when Ichi beats him. So you'll have to excuse the fact that...Grimmjow dies here. Well maybe he doesn't maybe he does, who knows? Choose for yourself's either way enjoy! (hopefully)
Disclaimer: I own nothing from Bleach, no plot and no characters or environments. I own this fic though...so no touching...more reading if I may.
Nobody wants to die alone…not even me.
I've always been alone, passing my time, getting stronger.
Friends pfft who needs them…I never did. D-roy and the rest were never my friends they were my servants. I ordered them around, I was their king! I fuckin' ate those idiots remember? Can't really call them friends then now can I?
Hmph…always alone. No one to care for, or worry about. Just me. Me and Pantera. That was enough never felt like I needed anyone anyway.
But nobody wants to die alone. It's as simple as that…
I guess that's why I felt so relieved…I felt so relieved when I felt his warm hand around my wrist. It felt so…soothing.
It's not like I can explain it…don't have a heart ya know. But…I felt…heh…yeah well…I think I felt something…something warm in my chest…it was…soothing.
I remember…I missed the moon. That white crescent moon. I wish I could have seen it…one more time, ya know…I grew up with it…ya know…guess ya don't…
I remember him talking…about winning, how he wanted to win, to fight, how he couldn't let himself lose to me…I think he was trying to tell me why he had to kill me…that jerk, he should just have killed me, it's not like I need some fuckin' pity!
…and yet…I didn't even try, or maybe I couldn't…either way I didn't protect myself. I didn't try to stop him, didn't try to save my own fuckin' neck. Why? Che…I don't even fuckin' know.
All I know is that he was talking, I was listening. He was moving towards me, I was just watching.
Then it was over. He had me. It wasn't even a deep wound or anything…it just bled like…I don't know, much! Then I was falling. I knew I was gonna die, I felt how my life just went out.
I didn't wanna die alone…damn it! I…Grimmjow Jeagerjaques didn't wanna die alone!
Man…that's so pathetic.
I think…I was…afraid?
Hell no! I'm the king! Kings don't fear fuckin' anything!
…I just didn't wanna die alone…
I remember it…how I fell. I was already going out then. My last thoughts going to the white crescent moon of Hueco Mundo, to the boy who'd just killed me…to the fact that I had lost! Lost!
I didn't wanna die alone! Nobody wants to die fuckin' alone!
When I stopped falling, when I felt his hand grasping my wrist, I…felt so relieved so…happy…
Damn it! That fuckin' brat killed me and yet I get happy when he stopped me from falling? That's so pathetic.
It makes me sick! He makes me sick! He's so fucking disgusting!
Why? Why the fuck didn't he just let me die alone?
Why did he have to grab my wrist pulling me back for this short moment…just to feel this stupid feeling? This soothing feeling…why did he make me so happy? I don't fuckin' get it?
I don't remember anything after that…after that stupid feeling.
After that his hand was round my wrist, soothing me…accompany me.
Everything went out, the light that stung threw my eyelids, all the noises…everything was out…nothin' was left but me…even his hand was gone…I fuckin' missed it…it was as if he'd let go…
Damn it…
Nobody wants to die alone…not even fuckin' me…
It's short...I know...but hopefully it wasn't a total waste of your time. I uploaded this because I felt like I needed to update something to show that I haven't died completly. either way thank to those of you who read this^^ thank you thank you, if you want to leave a review and make me happy^^